It wasn’t exactly a picture-perfect day yesterday, but we’ll take it. For one thing, it was warm. I don’t know how warm officially, but it got into the 50s and fifties are better than twenties (temperature-wise – not so much when it comes to age), and it didn’t rain as much as they said it would, though it started raining late again late in the day. So the sump pumps will be humping pretty good by the end of the weekend, I reckon. And, hey, looks like there may be another storm or two before we’re done with the snow. Stay tuned.

I was looking over there at the “top commenters” and I can’t help but be amazed by the late, great, Fred. I went in search of his final comment, which appears to have been the first one on May 15, 2008. Nearly six years ago – and he managed to compile darn near 11,000 comments in only two and a half years with us. At that rate, if he was still around today he’d be up to around 30,000 comments.

It’s a shame he was never able to say goodbye. Makes me think I should schedule a “death” post that I can schedule to be published a week into the future and then go in weekly or daily or something and push the date back again – something like, “if you’re reading this, it must mean I’m dead. Either that, or I forgot to change the publish date.” It all depends on how I croak, I guess.

If I buy it in a car accident on the way to work or something (please let it be on the way in, and not the way home!), hopefully the wife will put something up, like “Free at Last!” If I’m diagnosed with cancer or something, then of course I’ll “live blog” it every step of the way until I succumb.

But odds are it’ll be a stroke that’ll either kill me outright or turn me into a veggie burger that can’t do much more than crap the bed and pray to a god I don’t believe in for a merciful death (though by then I might have had my “come to Jesus” moment, so you never know).

Well, I guess I better have another cuppa joe.